Now you rise and rise above
The image of your perfect god
Grimly as the night falls down
Along they fall, blood runs from stone
Tremendously he's in your eyes
All savants may despise
You march into repentance
Into repentance
Now you rise and rise above
The image of your perfect god
Grimly as the night falls down
Along they fall, blood runs from stone
He's wicker then you man
Born from weakness in yourself
Wicker then you man
Born from weakness, in, yourself
From the edge of the abyss, we undergo
Razing wind, goes through the bone
Glorious flames, spread over land
Spread heat and char, alive
Entire depreciation
Of the stardom generation
Shattered in a fall
From the tower, of salvation
Now you rise and rise above
The image of your perfect god
Grimly as the night falls down
Along they fall, blood runs from stone
Wicked man
Only for the sickened minds
And the truth
The truth that's left behind
